Chapter 532: Monster’s Nourishment?
One of the men frowned, obviously not believing it: "You are kidding me..." Then he wanted to get off the bus to see for himself how much food was left on the minibus.
The atmosphere was slightly tense.
Hong Bin bowed slightly. As long as these people dared to come close to them, he would be able to make them lose consciousness in an instant. He glanced at Lvliu, probably meaning, "Do you want to fight?"
But before he could respond, another man who seemed a little more gentle stopped him: "Okay, Guotou, don't act on your own, we're only here for food."
He looked at this group of people secretly again. It was different from what Guotou knew. He knew from the unscrupulous looks of this group of people that they had someone to rely on. Moreover, these people were dressed neatly and had rosy complexions. They had plenty of gasoline to drive around in the mountains. Although he didn't know what their purpose was... they were obviously not easy to mess with.
Guotou was a little indignant. "I understand, Wenjun. I just wanted more food. Do you know how long we've been eating that damn thing? We finally saw a living person..."
Lvliu distributed the compressed biscuits to the people on the boat and asked, "Look, now that the food has been given, what should I do with my companion?"
"What can we do? Come back with us and take the eggs out of his body." Guotou hummed.
"How about we go with someone?" The egg was still in Yang Yang's body, and Lvliu was still very polite in her words.
Guotou said impatiently, "There's no room for anyone else on this boat. Don't worry, we just want some food to satisfy our hunger. Young eggs are much more valuable than these weak chickens, and we don't eat humans."
Yang Yang narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned upwards. In a moment... in a moment I will let you...
"I'll use wooden planks to build a bridge across." Lvliu pointed to two large wooden planks next to her. They were the same means of transportation as Yang Yang's, both of which were removed from the previous doors of a minibus.
"You can't go." Wenjun, who was quite opinionated, said, sweeping the flashlight around and pointing at Jingshu, who looked the most harmless, and said, "You go." The woman was wrapped so tightly that it was difficult for her to move. Even if she had some skills, as long as she was pushed into the mud, she would be as easy to deal with as a donkey carrying sponges falling into the water.
Jun Bao volunteered at this time and raised his hand slightly: "I want to go too, is that okay?" He looked very weak.
At first glance, he is a frail and sickly young man, and he is dressed so coquettishly. Several big men want to kidnap this idiot and blackmail him, but... Xiaowei will definitely not let him. Alas, it's the end of the world, why should he still be kind? He has become such a ghost.
Guotou impatiently began to row back. "Come if you want. Our boat can't hold people anyway. I'm warning you, don't try any tricks. We're not pushovers. We have abilities you can't imagine. If you're not afraid of becoming monster food, you can give it a try."
Monster nourishment? Eggs? What exactly was it? Jun Bao was already looking forward to it. If this monster could be eaten, wouldn't that solve the problem of food in the apocalypse?
How could anyone survive in this mountainous region? What did the organization eat? He had a bold idea.
"Of course," Jun Bao affirmed, having already nimbly climbed onto the large wooden plank in the mud. He looked at Jing Shu with sparkling eyes, as if to say, "Paddle faster and catch up with them."
Jingshu: “….”
The boat of several big men was moving slowly in the mud. Jingshu relied on constantly tossing two large wooden boards to change positions in the mud. Originally, it was fine for one person, as only some mud and water would seep into the boards each time. But with one more person, every time she couldn't stand steadily, a large amount of mud and water seemed to submerge the boards.
Jingshu's pants were filled with mud and water, not to mention that Jun Bao's snow-white pants and cloak were soon stained with mud. Jun Bao jumped anxiously on the board, but the more he jumped, the more mud splashed, and he finally gave up.
The quagmire wasn't very large. As she reached the center, Jingshu sensed a force causing a spatial reaction. This excited her. Perhaps the black liquid was just below the quagmire. Unfortunately, how could she get down there? How deep was the quagmire? She could use a stick or something to reach deeper, and if she touched the black liquid, she could retrieve it.
Jingshu wanted to find an opportunity to observe carefully, but now is not a good opportunity
She felt a little itchy and impatient.
While Jingshu was thinking, Jun Bao had already started talking to one of the men.
After getting out of the quagmire, Jingshu felt a little regretful. Wenjunhe walked in front, Junbao followed closely behind, Yangyang and Jingshu walked in the middle, Guotou and another man walked at the end, leaving Jingshu and the others behind.
"Are you the indigenous people of the mountains? How many of you are there? How long have you lived here? Is there food in the mountains? How do you survive? Why don't you report it to the local authorities? They will definitely give you food, and your life will definitely be better than here... Oh, by the way, we came to the mountains to look for someone, but unfortunately we couldn't find anyone after searching for a long time. Luckily, we met you..."
Jingshu: “…” I never thought that this guy was such a chatterbox, and he was talking in the wrong place.
Yang Yang looked at the back of Jun Bao's head with resentment. Was he mistaken? He was the kidnapped person, and they hadn't released him yet. How could he be so enthusiastic? Who was he working with?
Guotou was annoyed and didn't say anything.
Wenjun replied indifferently, "We used to be a small village in the north of Wucheng Prefecture. Half a year ago, these mountains suddenly rushed in from all directions, and we were trapped within them."
"Then didn't you think of asking for help? Or you can ask for help after you escape from the mountains." Jun Bao continued to ask.
"All network communications were cut off. At first, we wanted to call for help, but..." Wenjun sighed, "Our food supply was also cut off. The survivors also wanted to get out, but unfortunately, they couldn't. Several groups went out, but they all died on the way. Later, we didn't even think about leaving. It's the end of the world everywhere. As long as we can survive, we will live a miserable life everywhere."
It's the same outside and inside.
Jun Bao's eyes lit up, "Have you found a source of food?"
"Hmm." Wenjun hummed sullenly and said nothing else.
The surroundings were still surrounded by mountains, but they were obviously different. Guotou hadn't spoken to outsiders for a long time. When someone entered their village, he couldn't help but introduce it as he did before the apocalypse, pointing to the place that was squeezed so hard that it couldn't be seen and said:
"That was originally our village's Hope Primary School, but it was instantly sandwiched between two huge mountains. This side used to be our square, but now all that's left is a pavilion. Most of the houses in our village were squeezed in between the mountains, and now only a few broken tiles and bricks are left. It's a pity that so many people were trapped and died in their sleep, with not even their bodies left. Oh, maybe they can be used as nutrients."
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